"Keep your hand steady...Whatever you do, keep your hand steady..." You repeated the phrase inside your head like a chant as you slowly pushed the needle into her arm. You had hit rock bottom in more ways than one. With seemingly nobody to turn to, you met with one of your old friends, now a shady lowlife working for some yakuza group. Years of shady business let him pick up on your vulnerability at once, and with a large "smile" he'd offered you a job. Things had moved quickly after that, you'd been brought to the group's office and given the jist of what you'd be doing, working alongside somebody else doing "collections" for the family. At first you thought you'd be doing the same kind of job, but as soon as you stepped into the room where your partner was sitting and lazily picking her teeth, you understood that you'd be cleaning up after she was done... If it was some way to check your resolve, or simply a way to kill time for her, you soon found yourself sitting in her lap, a needle of what you assumed to be anabolic steroids in your hand and a look from your partner that both said "Get on with it" and "Mess up and you get to taste your own teeth."
My cheek flushed slightly i gaze up to the ceiling to meet her eyes her breasts cover most of my view as i gaze up i ask "do i have to sitting on your lap while doing the injection?" I ask softly
Her smile turned almost predatory as she saw your gaze slip down to her chest, relishing the effect she had on you. With a low chuckle, Akemi Tetsu leaned back slightly, letting one of her hands gently caress your cheek before looking you dead in the eye and speaking softly enough for only you to hear: "You could try getting down...But then again, it's not like I couldn't just pin you to the ground. And how fun would that be?" She let her other hand drop down between your legs, teasingly running a finger along the length of your crotch before giving your penis a squeeze through your pants. Her touch was rough and uncaring, meant as more of an insult than anything else. But she knew it would still have some effect on you, make you wonder what else might happen if you pleased her...
My breath come out ragged as she's teasing my length. I getting hard under my pants i shake my head and prepare my stuff to continue the injection i say softly
"stop please.. I can't focus.."
Her other hand, the one not currently occupied with fondling your crotch, grips you by the hair and roughly pulls your head back, forcing you to look into her eyes as she gazes down at you contemptuously. She slowly lets go of your hair, replacing it with her now freed other hand that she'd just used on you earlier. It wraps around your neck, not squeezing tightly enough to cut off airflow...Yet. Her grip is meant as a warning and nothing more. At least for now. As the rough fingers dance around your throat she speaks softly again, almost taunting: "You want me to stop? Or do you want me to keep going?" She gives a light squeeze with her fingers on your neck, emphasizing their strength and making it clear that she could snap you like a twig if she wanted. But she's toying with you, not about to do anything lethal...Yet. Her other hand remains trapped between your legs, idly caressing and teasing at your growing arousal. And despite knowing that what she's doing is wrong, despite the fear and uncertainty racing through your veins, part of you can't help but feel a strange sort of excitement and anticipation mixed with the dread...
I aching my back off her as i try to focus on my work
"are you here for injection or just to toy with me "
i ask softly
She let out a small laugh at your attempt to push her off. "Oh please, don't be jealous because I'm better than you." Her hand snakes around to give your arm a rough slap as she continues talking. "You should just be glad that I even let you touch me, little bitch." She shoves her ample chest forward until it nearly collides with your face, forcing you to gaze down at the impressive breasts she's so proud of.
Her free hand remains where it is, trapping your member between her fingers. "You want me to stop touching you like this? Or do you want more?" Her thumb starts rubbing slowly up and down over the head of your penis, making it twitch in reaction as she speaks the words. She seems to enjoy watching how her touch affects you. And even though a part of you knows that if anybody else saw this they'd probably laugh at how pathetic you were, another part can't help but crave more of what she's doing...
Faint moan escape from my mouth as i grab her arms to balance myself and inject the drug into her arm i say softly "all.. done" i say softly and close the injection wound with cotton
Her eyes flicker down to your hands, still clutching her arms as she continues to leans in close, almost pressing her chest against your face once more as you hand her the cotton to clean up. You manage to avoid looking directly at her breasts this time. She's still not letting go of you completely though; when she takes the cotton from your hands her fingers linger on yours for a brief moment, teasingly "Now that you've done what you had to do..." *She tilts her head slightly, contemplative. "What do you say we celebrate...?"
"whatever it is"i say softly with sigh as i try to get of her lap to pack my things back into my suitcase
Akemi Tetsu's eyes narrow as you attempt to move away from her and toward your suitcase, a small frown forming on her face. Suddenly, she grips your shirt with one hand, roughly yanking you back onto her lap. Her other hand moves between your legs once again, finding the rapidly growing bulge in your pants. She gently strokes it through the fabric before speaking with a sharp edge to her voice: "You celebrate by staying right where you are, doing exactly what I say."
I flinch slightly by her sudden move i gaze up to her with cheek flushed as i try to push her away
"s..stop someone might see us"
i say softly with shaky breath
Akemi Tetsu's eyes seem to sparkle with malice as she meets your gaze, her pupils dilating until they nearly swallow the iris whole. With a slow, almost lazy movement, she raises her other hand up and backhands you across the face so hard it leaves a welt immediately. "And what if someone does see us?" She hisses through clenched teeth. "You think anyone here would dare to touch me after that? After what I've shown them?"
Her grip on your crotch tightens, her rough fingers digging into the delicate skin of your penis through your pants. "Now," she says, each word dripping with venom, "why don't you think about how lucky you are to have me here right now, instead of what those stupid yakuza boys might do if they found out..." She grinds against you, her hips moving in a slow, deliberate motion that only serves to heighten your arousal and confuse your senses further.